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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

First, thank you SO much for your suggestions from my last post regarding what to do to decrease stress going into the surgery.

This morning, I picked out a luxurious soap to use in the shower and pampered myself afterwards with some good lotion. I've also signed up for a restorative yoga class on Friday and have picked out a few stress-busting ideas for the rest of the week. THANK YOU!

Yesterday I went to my pre-op surgical appointment...and the surgeon who is operating on me also delivers babies. He actually had to deliver one during our appointment...so we had to wait for 20-30 minutes in the middle of it.

The funny thing? His ringtone when the hospital calls him is "Push it" - you know, the song from the 80s? Sure, it could be considered crass, but I laughed.

He assured me that all the cramps and leaking that I've been experiencing are completely normal. Even what happened on my run a few weeks ago...all completely normal. He said that I'll feel so much better after the fibroid is removed and I am choosing to believe him.

I also met with the nurse at the hospital...who gave me a lot of information that might or might not be useful. I think she was trying to help, but gave me WAY more information (and things to worry about).

Then...at the end of the appointment, she said, "I just love your hair."

I said thank you.

"It's just beautiful."

I nodded, smiled genuinely, and said thanks again. But I knew what was coming next. I ALWAYS know what's coming next.

And then..."Is that your natural color?"

For the record, I HATE that question. I know other redheads who also hate that question.

Here's the thing, on behalf of all of us (whether natural or "enhanced") can I just say STOP ASKING. Assume one way or the other because what difference does it make? But for the love of donettes (or for the love of all that's hole-y.... hahah!!!), stop asking.

In fact, let's extend that to situations where you're curious about a boob job, tan, eyelash length, eye color, hair color, or possible fake leg. JUST DON'T ASK. Assume one thing and then move on.

And OH MY GOSH if you're a guy? STOP ASKING. Because if you have to ask, you're not ever going to know...not really. I can't tell you how many times I was asked that on first dates or email chats.

Also? Asking if the "drapes match the carpet" is vile. Unless you're an interior designer. And even then? It's still creepy.

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I could not think of any suggestions which I kind of thought was funny/interesting. I've had lots of surgeries and sometimes contemplate "what could happen" and I never worry. It's very random how I can just give myself up to these doctors and assume I'll be just fine on the other side, regardless.Oh, I suggest that same thinking for you. You'll be just fine, regardless.I do not care about carpet and drapes. ;-) What happens later in life is the carpet starts falling out.

Nope no body has EVER asked me about my hair color. HUM wonder if it's because mine is blonde, hot pink & purple...LOL They say things like WOW I love your hair I wish I was brave enough to do that to mine. Not sure if that was a compliment or not though. smile.

Oh that last part cracked me up:) When I was in college there was, surprisingly, a handful of redheads in my sorority. Our running joke was that only some of us were "true" redheads. If you catch my drift. Redheads need to stick together:)

I didn't know hair color was so personal :) Sooo is it real??? lolI'm glad you said something, because I honestly didn't know people care when asked that...

I would just take it as a compliment :) They would probably kill to have that color.And of course it's real! You can always say "yes, it's real" because whether it's natural or from a box- It's not imaginary or some hallucination... so it's real :)